"Brother Mu Feng, why did he suddenly explode the stove?"

Ling Han looked shocked. After all, it is very rare for furnace frying in refining tools.

Unless the weapon refiner knows nothing about refining weapons, it is impossible to make such a low-level mistake.

Shen Xingwen is one of the most famous weapon refining masters in Tianqing Divine City, and I think he will not make any mistakes.

The only possibility is Feng Jue Shang's hand! Mu Feng's face was also very gloomy. When Feng Jue Shang entered this weapon refining room, he quietly patted the refining furnace. It was the one he moved at that time.

He said coldly: "It doesn't matter, this account will always be recovered."

Shen Xingwen's face was gloomy and terrible. Of course, he also guessed that it was Feng Jue Shangdong's hands.

But first, Feng Jue Shang is the son of the City Lord's Mansion, and second, he has the responsibility to be indifferent.

So he slowly walked to the door and smiled apologetically at Mu Feng: "Little guy, I was careless this time. I didn't expect you and him to have a holiday.

Don't worry, I will definitely pay you a better holy weapon!"

Everyone understands that the value of a holy tool is naturally quite good.

But he could see that Mu Feng's Qingxiao sword was not an ordinary holy weapon.

However, he had already made up his mind that even if Mu Feng wanted a medium-level Nirvana holy weapon, he would grit his teeth and pay it to others.

This is the principle.

But Mu Feng slowly shook his head, reached out to take out the Qingxiao sword, and said, "The sword is saved, but the materials are gone. Seniors don't have to blame themselves."

When Shen Xingwen saw the Qingxiao Sword, he suddenly widened his eyes because he thought the Qingxiao Sword had been lost in the explosion just now.

Therefore, he glanced at Mu Feng high.

I think the people who Ling Langtian personally recommends are definitely not far behind.

“Hahaha, that’s great.

I have the materials just now, so I will help you strengthen them again."

Shen Xingwen laughed and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Mu Feng shook his head quickly, saying that he didn't like the favors he owed others.

But who knew that Shen Xingwen directly took the Qingxiao sword in his hand.

"Don't worry, no money is charged.

It just failed to strengthen this little thing. It would ruin my reputation as Shen Xingwen when it was spread. I just thought it was my compensation for you."

"Okay, I'll bother you."

Mu Feng bowed and said.

Shen Xingwen changed the refining furnace directly, cleaned up the room for a while, and then began to strengthen it. A jingling sound came from the room again.

Mu Feng was very surprised. The realm of Shen Xingwen seemed to be not low.

Strengthening and creating this kind of refining tool is already a very costly saint.

But Shen Xingwen had been creating holy tools before, and after he came, he began to strengthen without rest. Now he continues to strengthen, and Shengyuan is so thick that it is unreasonable.

Two more hours passed, and finally the last moment came again.

Shen Xingwen incorporated all the refined materials into the Qingxiao Sword and then started to create them.

With each hammer, dense arcs of electric power surged out from the Qingxiao Sword, which looked very strange.

When! The last hammer hit, the Qingxiao Sword actually vibrated slightly at this moment, and then a large number of electric arcs appeared instantly, and the aura on the long sword suddenly increased! A medium-level holy weapon of Nirvana! Shen Xingwen looked at the Qingxiao Sword in his hand, his eyes full of shock.

I thought this sword was nothing more than an ordinary holy weapon, but now it seems that it is far more than that.

At this moment, the Qingxiao Sword suddenly disappeared from his hands and appeared in Mu Feng's hands almost at the same time.

He felt very moved in his heart. Mu Feng should have used this teleportation method to rescue the Qingxiao Sword.

"Haha, fortunately, I was promoted to the middle level of Nirvana.

It's indeed a good sword."

Mu Feng felt the more powerful power coming from the Qingxiao Sword and bowed to Shen Xingwen: "Thank you for your actions, senior."

“Haha, you’re welcome, it’s all a trivial matter.

If you have any weapons refining in the future, just come to me and I can give you a certain discount."

Shen Xingwen said with a big laugh.

Since the weapon refining has been completed, Mu Feng and Ling Han have given up and left the weapon refining workshop.

After returning to the Ling family, Mu Feng returned to his room and began to practice.

At this time, there is still more than half a month before the competition for the Nine Yang Holy Fruit. He wants to try whether he can advance to the middle stage of the third level of Nirvana within this time.

After all, after he refined the saint of Peiyuan, he was only one step away from the middle stage of the third level.

In this half month, the Ling family also confirmed the people who participated in the competition.

The three major forces will each send nine people to participate in the war, and in addition to Mu Feng and Ling Han, the Ling family also sent other juniors from the Ling family.

However, except for Ling Han and Mu Feng, the highest cultivation level is the middle level of Nirvana.

Let them participate, just gather enough people.

Finally, amid the expectations of everyone in Tianqing Divine City, the competition is about to begin.

On this day, a divine light suddenly burst out from the sky green mountains, rushing straight into the sky.

The light condensed into a big circle, like another sun! That is a sign of the ripening of the Nine Yang Holy Fruit! This vision slowly faded after more than half an hour, and this also means that the competition between the three major forces is about to begin! "Have Mu Feng not come yet?"

Ling Yang led the team to participate and said anxiously.

But Ling Langtian shook his head slowly and said, "No hurry, friend Mu Feng should know the right measure."

Ling Han also stood there looking forward, but the other Ling family disciples who participated in the competition were full of disdain.

"What's so arrogant that we're waiting for him here?"

"That's just an outsider. It's just for him to participate in the competition to see and experience. Do you really think you're counting on him to turn the tables?"

"I think it's just that the head of the family and the elders are too indulging him, and they are better than treating our own people in the Ling family..." Among those participating, some complained and some were resentful.

Mu Feng is in the Ling family now, and he is indeed a little detached from the world.

The head of the family should be polite to him, and the elders respect him very much.

This made all the younger generations of the Ling family very angry.

They are obviously the future of the Ling family, so why do they rely so much on an outsider?

But at this moment, Ling Langtian turned his head, glared at them, and shouted sternly: "Shut up!"

"If you juniors weren't doing well, why would I ask someone to take action?

If they are willing to help our Ling family, they owe them favors.”

"If I hear you like this again, I will see how I deal with you when the competition is over!"

These juniors were suddenly silent. They were both respectful and afraid of Ling Langtian.

But they didn't say it, but they were still muttering in their hearts.

Even the blame for their scolding was on Mu Feng's head.

Only Ling Han was very proud, thinking that her brother Mu Feng was still amazing. Apart from Ling Jian, Ling Langtian had never been so protective of a junior.

At this moment, Mu Feng, who was late, finally arrived.

Mu Feng was wearing a black outfit, with a cold expression and firm and sharp eyes, and looked a sense of arrogance.

He slowly came to Ling Langtian, then bowed and said, "Sorry, it's a little late."

Ling Langtian laughed and shook his head and said, "It's okay. Since everyone has arrived, let's go!"

He looked at Mu Feng and felt even more satisfied.
Chapter completed!